Yesterday I could see the first two chapters of Sailor Moon Crystal.
I must say, I feel really happy of seeing a remixed version of my childhood.
I am a (moderated) fan of Sailor Moon and this was my first anime. Also, recently I could read the manga (despite with a not very good translation in Spanish).
So, after of reading the manga and having so many memories, I must say, I do appreciate SMC.
It is more similar to the manga, despite there are some things who were extended and changed slightly. For me, the most notorious was the issue of the relationship of Ami Mizuno with the CD-ROM. In the manga, Ami refuses to use it because she does not feel that she needs a computer for keep her studying; at SMC, she is the on who suffers most the brainwashing.
I loved “PRIDE MOON”, the opening. I am not a fan of Momoiro Clover Z, since actually only BABYMETAL and the “48” groups (especially AKB48) are the groups I listen most at the idol scene. But, I must say, I loved the song, though I must admit the fact of Revo (Leader, composer and only official member of Sound Horizon and Linked Horizon) being behind of the lyrics and music of the song had so much to do about it. And I began to be recently veeeeery fan of Sound Horizon, so… :3 <3
The Soundtrack I consider it very cool. The idea of the choruses for the “Make-Up!” I consider it badass. Also the graphics for the sequences of transformation are very good, and cool.
Now I am waiting for early August so I can see the chapter of Rei Hino <3.
The ad was in a women’s magazine and if I remember correctly, was for a perfume. It featured a white woman lying in bed with a black man. The man’s shirtless back was to the viewer, making only his taut, muscular form and powerful-looking arms and shoulders visible. He was faceless, unidentified. The woman looked sultrily at us from over his mysterious form, satisfaction writ large over her features. She had partaken of whatever delights this man had to offer and was smugly, luxuriantly basking in the afterglow.
The ad copy was, “Take a walk on the wild side.”
My teacher used the ad as an example of how marketers can use certain words and images to convey large amounts of information subtly and effectively. A white woman having sex with a black man? How risqué. The implication: be a little like that woman. Spray on that perfume and feel like the kind of girl who has sex with faceless, muscular black men in ritzy hotel rooms because it’s an adventure, a thrill, a risk, something illicitly pleasurable.
These are the semiotics of race. This is why columnists will trip over themselves not to call Lupita Nyong’o or Angela Basset “beautiful”, choosing instead to use terms that call to mind a kind of savage, animalistic magnetism: fierce, striking, edgy, eye-catching. Words like “pretty” and “beautiful” and “cute” are for white women whose bodies and sexualities are not seen as wild, animal, or untamed. Black men are hulking, threatening, thuggish; white men are charming, sexy heartthrobs with hearts of gold. Brown women are exotic, with their “honey-coloured” skin and their “mystical”, “enchanting” beauty, unlike their white counterparts, who are held up as not only ideal, but knowable and safe. White people are beautiful; non-white people are dangerous.
If you relapsed today IT’S OKAY. Everyone slips and everyone struggles with the recovery process. You are not a failure, weak, or stupid for relapsing. Do not give up on recovery because you slipped up. You can do this.
“One of the most amazing things that can happen is finding someone who sees everything you are and won’t let you be anything less. They see the potential of you. They see endless possibilities. And through their eyes, you start to see yourself the same way. As someone who matters. As someone who can make a difference in this world.”—Susane Colasanti (via onlinecounsellingcollege)